Me and my main man Willace went down to the wong for a hum. But on the way we were interrupted by a ha-ha. The car stuck in the mud, we wandered, instead to the local establishment and got ourselves some bellytimer. Well, there was a hearty darlin' at the bar who we both had an eye fer. And so I challenged Willace to the Flap Dragon. Oh, da barkeep drew it dare from ye ol' mastigadour till we were drunk. And dee womin wouldn't go home with eider ef us by dis time in de night: leaving our flachets flaccid.
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